I don't know what web 2.0 is.
I admit that I am often guilty of being unable to remember what a person looks like after they cut and/or dye their hair. It's as though this new picture of the person supplants all other previous pictures I'd stored in my head. I suspect if my very close friends wore Nixon masks constantly I'd forget what they looked like utterly within a week.
This flaw identified, I am left completely at the mercy of the more knowledgable. People say things like "that's totally Web 2.0" and I struggle, gurgle and nod in subjugation. Was the internet only in black and white six months ago and I've forgotten? Did all the browsers used to have bangs and I didn't notice as they grew them out? The internet is a hipster now, isn't it? Or a lesbian?
Frankly I'm surprised that I can even access the internet now that it's had a boob job or whatever. I'm assuming it'll realize that it's outgrown me as soon as its vision recovers completely from the lazer surgery. Until then I'm just going to hope it doesn't ask me if I notice anything different about it. Also I'm going to punch anyone I hear say "that's so Web 2.0" because hair cut or not that sounds pretentious as fuck.
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